”“She did a good job up to that point then. Why did she stop teaching you?” he asked.“Wasn’t much of a choice. I had to leave before we coul... go any further with the training,” Andrew replied.“That’s too bad, you have the size, speed, and reach to be a good stick fighter.” He looked at Andrew and noticed the sword. “How are you with that sticker there?” He pointed at the sword.“About the same. I have enough skill to not cut my own arm off and that’s about it,” said Andrew.The man laughed at. As our breathing slowed I could still feel his cock throbbing inside of me. Surprisingly he was still hard even after a few minutes. Jairo’s heartbeat was on my back. I could hear the beating of the waves. This was such a peaceful spot and I was with a gorgeous man. Finally, I felt like this was a vacation. Slowly, Jairo began to move inside me again. “Jairo, what does mi Tesoro mean?” “It means ‘my treasure.’ Truly I have found a treasure and I think my dick has found its home. It does not. Her bedroom was down the hall, right next to Mike's and mine. I opened the door and saw that Mike had already prepared everything. Her suitcases stood at the end of her bed, scented candles were lit and the lights were dimmed. I went in and when Ashley followed me, she gasped."This looks beautiful.", she said, almost whispering. "You didn't have to do that, just for me..." I lay down on her bed, legs crossed, and looked over to her. She seemed stunned, admiring her new room. It wasn't much,. I gave Taylah the hall pass. My exact words to her when she was getting dressed to go were, "Hey, it's your last week of freedom; next week, we will be married. Why don't you cut loose tonight, go wild, do something crazy?"Taylah had just looked at me at the time and screwed up her nose, and said, "Like what? I don't know what you think we are doing. We are just going on a pub crawl with my girlfriends. I'm not going out to get laid, Nick, just because I'm getting married. I certainly hope you.